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I grew up a-dreamin' of bein' a cowboy,
and Lovin' the cowboy ways.
Pursuin' the life of my high-ridin' heroes,
I burned up my childhood days.
I learned of all the rules of the modern-day drifter,
Don't you hold on to nothin' too long.
Just take what you need from the ladies, then leave them,
With the words of a sad country song.
My heroes have always been cowboys.
And they still are, it seems.
Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of,
Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams.
Cowboys are special with their own brand of misery,
From being alone to
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Nu lyser ängarna av sommarns alla blommor.
Nu surrar bin, och fåglar sjunger överallt.
Nu stryker vinden genom trädens höga kronor
men i min trädgård är det visset, mörkt och kallt.
Här är det risigt och förvuxet, fult och snårigt
och lika hopplöst trist och grått som i mitt bröst.
Därute doftar det av sommarns alla dofter.
Där är det sommar, men här inne är det höst.
Jag levde lycklig här med dig och mina k
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(spoken)
It's a square dance Mr Marshall. It's a square dance on the floor.
It's a square dance Mr Perkins. It's a square dance to be sure, to be sure.
Ev'rybody, grab partners ...
I'm just a clown that used to run around .
I used to have a million friends.
I used to start where ev'rybody ends.
But I just give my best to my friends .
I've done my shows. Ev'rybody knows .
I nearly sold all my clothes.
One man can give; another has to lend.
So I just give my best to my friends.
(spoken)and so you should .
And when you think that your life i
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I let a song go out of my heart
It was the sweetest melody
I know I lost heaven 'cause you were the song
Since you and I have drifted apart
Life doesn't mean a thing to me
Please come back, sweet music, I know I was wrong
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